What to write about, meandered round the blogs and giggled here and there. Had a moment of memory failure yesterday morning. Put the soup on and then went to my computer and forgot. Some time later the smoke alarms went off, their shrill piercing hurting my ears. Doors thrown open to the outside, pot put on the surface in the kitchen where it blistered the top. Nigel from over the road yelling from the back door, are you alright, I saw smoke coming out. Thank goodness for neighbours who keep an eye on you. All became calm in the end.
American troops are leaving Afghanistan but is it to the fate of the Taliban I wonder? Should not have watched 'Dispatches' rerun on Channel 4 yesterday. A religion so strictly observed that the lives of the women are so undermined that we should weep with frustration. Horrible scenes in the football stadium, as another face of patriarchal religion showed its strength to obedience by making killing a spectator's sport.
Perhaps all that lying and corruption we are listening to at the moment in our own government maybe be a better option, but what choices we have to make. Does it not make you wonder though that in tolerating a prime minister that lies, we are also part of the problem in allowing it?
As my father-in-law used to say years ago as the family sat round the dining table. He would threw the napkin over his head S.I.D. S.I.D, sometimes I despair, sometimes I despair as the family argued over religion and politics.
When you look at the television programmes all you see is people tarting up their homes, chefs cooking things, stupid nonsense programmes on getting married to strangers and yet in the outside world terrible atrocities to other citizens of the world, it doesn't make sense.
Yes Pat I know, we should leave politics at the front door of our blogs ;)
Think I will go and find some magic mushrooms!
And in doing so visited Mirk Mire Moor and Wheeldale Moor